Up yours, Doc!
I really, really like Kevin Whited. He’s a brilliant guy, a hell of a local blogger, and he knows cool places to drink and listen to 80s covers.
That’s why I was so disappointed when he cast a voodoo curse on me.
You see, Dr. Whited is a Continental Airlines partisan, whereas I always fly The Company Planeâ„¢. We recently exchanged comments, in which I detailed Southwest’s total and utter dominance over its tectonic counterpart. In a desperate attempt to redeem his crappy carrier, the good (witch) doctor conjured up some unholy tardiness hex against my beloved Southwest. I’ve flown four times since his demonic incantations, and every one of those flights has been late.
And so, Kevin, until karma evens out this little disturbance, may your stewardesses be surly and your luggage bound for Ouagodougou.
Did he put a hex on their stock price as well? Or is that just the oil market’s doing?
Ha, no hex, honest!
Too bad Southwest doesn’t have any PR people assigned to read blogs (say, like Raequel Roberts at METRO). They could shoot ya some travel vouchers or something for letting down such a loyalist.
Have kids and you don’t have to fly at all for a number of years! Unless your a masochist of course.
Matt,
A quick prayer of the rosary will do the trick. Of course put some faith into it and you should feel better!
As for the flights being late, it may work on removing the hex, but hey, what better way to spend your time waiting!
Iceman,
One word, ‘sell’.